Chapter 230

Hank Thompson began to understand something, but he was not very clear. He did not recover his memory because he found the answer with the model. At will, he is normal now, and his strong subconscious did not appear on him.

"Is he all right?" asked hank Thompson.

"Yes, he's fine now, but he's a little confused. Just take a break. Thank you very much for your help," Wesley said with a smile. "Don't you wonder why we came to see this?"

"May I know?" asked hank Thompson.

"Yes, this is agent Phil Coulson, who was once in charge of a project, and you are one of the beneficiaries of the project. You were an agent, an agent of our s.h.i.e.l.d., but you will die because of the disease. The project Phil was responsible for recruited six agents, including you, who will die because of the disease, but the project is very difficult Success, you all survived. "

Hank Thompson asked, "is this the sequelae of the project?" he pointed to the model.

"Yes, it seems that you also had that stage. The original project was very successful, but in the follow-up observation, you all had a memory, a memory about patterns, and crazy depiction. At that time, there was no way. Finally, you had to clear your memory, and then change your identity to live an ordinary life."

"I see. I had such a memory in the past, but it was not crazy. At that time, it was just a little bit. Then I painted some and felt something wrong. Now I am a construction contractor, so I build this model city by myself. Although it looks strange, my son likes it very much, and I will be normal after it is completed." Hank Thompson said.

"Yes, now it seems that the pattern is not a picture, but a city, an alien city. Of course, you don't need to pay attention to these. I think you are very satisfied with your current life, and we won't continue to disturb you, but we still need to take five people to have a look, and then we will scan this model for research."

"I see, if what you said is true, then I want to thank agent Phil Colson and have the obligation to help the others." hank Thompson believed the stranger in front of him because what he said was true and his experience would not lie.

Phil Coulson stood up sweating and came over weakly. "Thank you very much, Mr. hank Thompson. Although I'd like to call you agent again, now your life is good, and you deserve it." Phil Coulson looked at the door. Wesley and Hank Thompson looked at the door, and a woman stood at the door with her child.

Hank Thompson recruited them and called, "this is my wife and son. These two are... My former colleagues. They asked me for some help."

"Yes, the design of this model is great. We need to copy it and take it back for reference. Hank, let's leave first. The other five people will visit soon. You're a genius." Wesley smiled and left with Phil Colson.

Back in the car, Wesley looked at Phil Coulson and asked, "do you envy his life? You can have it, too. I know you have a girlfriend, a cellist. The disappearance of your death makes her very sad. You can stand in front of her again."

"No, I still remember my oath when I joined the s.h.i.e.l.d. to fight bravely to protect the earth. The avenger alliance was established by me and the director little by little. Your heroic performance in the war in New York also inspired me. Although I didn't see it with my own eyes, I have seen it many times and kept one of the video records." Phil Colson turned to look at Wesley.

Wesley could feel his confidence and a belief, and then heard Phil Colson say: "Captain America, eagle eye and black widow themselves are members of the s.h.i.e.l.d. they are subordinate to the predecessor of the s.h.l.d. it is understandable that they are willing to fight, but as scientists, civilians and billionaires, you and stark and Bruce still choose to fight, which I deeply admire."

"The earth is also our home," Wesley said.

"Yes, so the earth needs s.h.i.e.l.d. and some of us need to give up something for this. Now we have to cheer up and defeat the hydra." Phil Colson said and started the car.

Back on the plane, he directly contacted the headquarters and asked the headquarters to send personnel. He received the remaining five personnel involved in the secret project, and handed over John Garrett and grant ward. They will spend the rest of their lives in prison.

The escorts are from the s.h.i.e.l.d. branch in New York. They will be sent to the s.h.i.e.l.d. secret prison, which is still safe.

After reading the model, the remaining five people suddenly realized that although they didn't remember each other, they still hugged and cried. Hank Thompson congratulated them. Although they didn't remember each other, they still left their phone numbers. They decided to keep in touch and establish a stable circle of friends in the future.

Everything seems to have been solved. Wesley is very happy. His task has been completed again. The next day is their holiday. Wesley asks Skye to drive a base SUV to Los Angeles.

"You seem to have solved a big problem?" Skye asked in the car.

"Yes, the big question of resurrection. What's the matter? You're interested in it?" Wesley asked.

"No, what about my question?" Skye looked expectantly at Wesley.

Wesley thought for a moment, and the ideological problems of the team were also the focus. Skye was extremely persistent about his life experience. Then he said, "you were born in China, your father was American, and your mother was Chinese. At that time, you were born in a small village, and several agents of the Divine Shield Bureau received the task to go there."

"And then?" Skye asked.

"Then they found that all the people there were dead and only found you. When you were just born, they didn't know what happened, but they began to be chased and killed. The enemy's target was you."

"Why did they go there?" Skye asked excitedly.

"At that time, a senior agent was on a mission, the mission level was 0-8-4." after Wesley said that, Skye was stunned, and she knew the number very well. Wesley then said, "all the people in the village sacrificed for one person. This person should be your mother, but they don't know exactly."

"My mother? So you mean she may be gone?" Skye's tears ran down, and his big eyes were full of fog. Wesley knows everything, but that's the plot of the American drama. He doesn't want to say too much. The rest can only be experienced by Skye himself.

"I don't know. I know the situation behind. Several agents protected you all the way back to the United States, but they were still being pursued and killed, and then died one after another. Finally, the remaining two thought of a way to design an eight level agent level task according to the loopholes in the rules of the Divine Shield Bureau, which wiped out a person's life, so you don't have any information. No matter how you find it, you can't find it."

"They... They're protecting me, aren't they?" Skye sobbed.

"Yes, although you change a family every few months, s.h.i.e.l.d. agents are always around you to ensure that you are safe." Wesley held the steering wheel in his left hand and Skye's hand in his right hand, silently comforting her.